Stand Navy out to sea,
Fight our battle cry
We'll never change our course,
So vicious foe steer shy-y-y-y.
Roll out the TNT,
Anchors Aweigh.
Sail on to victory
And sink their bones to Davy Jones, hooray!
Anchors Aweigh, my mates,
Anchors Aweigh.
Farewell to foreign shores,
We sail at break of day-ay-ay-ay.
Through our last night ashore,
Drink to the foam,
Until we meet once more.
Here's wishing you a happy voyage home.
Blue of the mighty deep
Gold of God's great sun.
Let these our colors be
Till all of time be done, done, done, done.
On seven seas we learn
Navy's stern call
Faith, courage, service true,
With honor, over honor, over all.
Source: FB via Joffre Balce
NB - Song taught by our Fourth Year Adviser Miss Evangelina Zosa at
St. Mary's High School, Marawi City
circa 1967-1968
Photo by Joffre Balce
Note:
December 1, 1906, Baltimore Sun. (For those not nautically inclined: The saying "anchor aweigh" means the anchor is no longer touching the bottom and the ship is officially underway
Here's the full story of Anchors Aweigh
The Original Composition as a result of a collaboration between:
Lyrics: Cpt. Alfred H. Miles
Music: Lt. Charles A Zimmerman
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Stand Navy down the field, sails set to the sky.
We'll never change our course, so Army you steer shy-y-y-y.
Roll up the score, Navy, Anchors Aweigh.
Sail Navy down the field and sink the Army, sink the Army Grey.
Get underway, Navy, Decks cleared for the fray,
We'll hoist true Navy Blue So Army down your Grey-y-y-y.
Full speed ahead, Navy; Army heave to,
Furl Black the Grey and Gold and hoist the Navy, hoist the Navy Blue
(Verse 3, added in 1926): Anchors Aweigh, my boys, Anchors Aweigh.
Farewell to college joys, we sail at break of day-ay-ay-ay.
Through our last night on shore, drink to the foam,
Until we meet once more:
Here's wishing you a happy voyage home.
The revised 1997 lyrics:
Stand Navy out to sea,
Fight our battle cry;
We'll never change our course,
So vicious foe steer shy-y-y-y.
Roll out the TNT,
Anchors Aweigh.
Sail on to victory
And sink their bones to Davy Jones, hooray!
Anchors Aweigh, my boys,
Anchors Aweigh.
Farewell to foreign shores,
We sail at break of day-ay-ay-ay.
Through our last night ashore,
Drink to the foam,
Until we meet once more.
Here's wishing you a happy voyage home.
Blue of the mighty deep:
Gold of God's great sun.
Let these our colors be
Till all of time be done, done, done, done.
On seven seas we learn
Navy's stern call:
Faith, courage, service true,
With honor, over honor, over all.
Source: Baltimore Sun
Link :
https://www.baltimoresun.com/features/retro-baltimore/bal-the-origin-of-the-navy-s-anchors-aweigh-20161201-story.html
